#revenant apex
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when you lose your humanity so you have a power trip about it
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yeah
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Revenant funny cool moments compilation
#apex legends#apex fanart#apex revenant#revenant#revenant apex legends#revenant apex#Would you believe me that he's not my favorite legend?#I just like drawing his vaguely coffin shaped head :]#my
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Based on that one Roblox picture
#revenant apex#apex legends revenant#apex legends#apex oc#that’s right#Bodysnatcher is back#bodysnatcher#revsnatcher#murderbot meets flesh eating alien#yumejoshi
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Hyperfixations are weird
#ej's been around since i was 9#that mf aint going NO WHERE#dead by daylight#caleb quinn#dbd#the deathslinger#my art#art#dead by daylight fanart#deathslinger#albert wesker#albert wesker dbd#albert wesker resident evil#wesker resident evil#revenant apex#revenant#revenant apex legends#apex legends#eyeless jack#eyeless jack creepypasta#creepypasta
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Cat Distribution System
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♥️Revenant doodles♥️
Some more shots of revenant 🤭
#revenant apex#apex legends#apex revenant#revenant apex legends#revenant#revenant x reader#apex legends revenant#apex#apex legends fanart#revenant x you#revenant fan art#apex fanart
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#revhound#apex legends#bloodhound apex#revenant apex#fanart#my art#god i had such a shitty day but at least i finished drawing something
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Sanguine
Revenant x Reader
content: angsty & smutty drabble, I guess a happy ending?
word count: 1k
He could offer you nothing.
During dark hours where his metal hands slithered along your body is when he felt this realisation most deeply. He could give you no warmth, no child- he couldn't even kiss you. Kaleb wasn't even sure if he could love you, a simple thing to most, but to him, one who hadn't felt the touch of such a thing during centuries of life, he wasn't sure at all.
And yet, time and time again, you came to him.
You pressed hot kisses against this face forced upon him and sighed in content at each one. His fingers knead the flesh of your hip as you straddle him in his plain, undecorated room, and he listens as your heart thrums quick and hard between your ribs. He undoes your shirt buttons deftly and hums as your hands move to cup his face.
He was vile. He was the villain in countless stories, the shadow waiting in the dark; he'd told you so countless times. Months upon months piled up like paperwork, but for some reason, you continued to disregard his verbal attacks and senseless force. You stayed, a thorn in his side that continued to remind him that he was still much too human. When he fucks you like a man starved, he finds himself yearning for his long-dead body, for his blue eyes and smooth voice, not for himself, but for you. So you could be normal, you could be warm, and safe, and content. So you could feel more than steel and rage with your gentle touch.
He brushes his unmoving, metal lips over your neck as your shirt is thrown across the room. He knows that you'll leave him- of course you will. As he helps you discard your shorts, he thinks, and he knows. How could you ever be content with a monster? With a monster who lacks every desirable aspect of humanity, with a monster who can't mutter out I love you, even when it weighs down on his fake tongue and strangles him with its twisting fingers.
And as he enters you, silicone and steel, he knows he will never be enough. No amount of metal can recreate what you need, what you deserve. His hands squeeze your thighs as he fucks up into you, carnally, face shoved into the crook of your neck to stifle his own noises as you moan his name, his real name, and he thinks of what a sick joke his life is; he holds perfection in his hands, he hears it cry his lost name, but he will never be enough.
"Are you okay?" Your voice comes out breathy, broken, and Kaleb stills within you. You bring a hand to his face, guiding it away from your neck. Of course, you could decipher nothing from his expression, for it never changed, still as the mountains no matter the situation. But you could tell from his silence that something was bothering him behind those yellow eyes.
"Yeah." Is all he says, and leans in, waiting for you to press a warm kiss against his cold lips. And you do, humming as he moves his hips again, slowing the pace slightly.
You want to prod; you want to beg him for his real thoughts. But getting those out of Kaleb was nigh impossible. Rarely, on a cool summer night stargazing, something about his past or present turmoil will spill from his lips, and you cherish it, you love his words because you love him. But you knew that pushing him for vulnerability was a mistake, no matter how much your heart hurt for him.
And he knew he was stupid. He knew that he was ruining the one good thing in his pathetic life by not opening up, by fucking you and pretending there was nothing to it besides lust. His eyes are trained on you as you throw your head back with a moan; he eyes the bead of sweat rolling down your neck, he eyes your lips, your closed eyes, the curve of your nose. He feels the ghost of his heart flutter and thump with humanity, and he hates it.
He hates it because he knows, deep down in the pitiful thing he calls a soul, he knows that you will leave him. He knows that this will not last, that the butterflies in his chassis that swarm when he sees you will die, because you will realise that he can offer you nothing. He shoves his face back into your neck as he cums, mechanical hips stuttering against your bruised skin, a synthesised groan of both ecstasy and agony crawling from his throat.
You drag him down into bed with you, and unlike every other time, you are met with no resistance. You cling to his metal frame like ivy, sighing at all the words left unsaid that linger in the air, making it stale and unbreathable.
"Kaleb?" You ask with a nervous lilt.
"Hm?" His hum sounds somehow exhausted.
"You know I'd never leave you, right?"
"I know. You tell me this every day." He wants to slam his head against the wall for responding to your sincerity with sarcasm. Yet, despite your constant statements, he can't bring himself to believe you- because he knows better. He knows that eventually you'll run off. As soon as you get a taste of the humanity absent in Kaleb through someone else, you will leave. It'll fill your lungs and pump through your heart like fire, and you'll be wondering why you wasted your time on him at all.
But, even so- as you mumble against his chest and hold him somehow tighter, he can't crush that fluttering of hope inside him that maybe...
Maybe you won't leave.
#apex legends headcanons#apex legends fanfic#apex legends x reader#apex legends#revenant x reader#revenant fanfic#revenant apex#kaleb cross x reader#apex legends imagines
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congrats apex for the first sapphic divorce put in a videogame
#drawing#apex legends#apex fanart#revenant#revenant apex#loba andrade#kairi imahara#valkyrie apex#loba apex
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been a bit
#my art#tw blood#apex legends#revhound#revenant apex#bloodhound apex#theres a full but. im working on that#i guess this counts as my late birthday gift to myself. yay!
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Another ships challenge I did with Apex ships this time! :3
#Fusehound#revrage#darksparks#lobavalk#Fuse apex#bloodhound apex#revenant apex#mirage apex#wattson apex#wraith apex#loba apex#valkyrie apex#yeah you bet I tagged them all ah ah#mycryptidart
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yeah revenantstuff in fkn ibispaint
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Headcanon: Wx-78 is number one Revenant’s fan, cause he is the personification of evil itself and wants to see this world on fire; and also a robot who was a human before. So I guess they would be happy to make a photo with him
[+Revfinder and Wxwood have familiar dynamics (kinda)]
#fanart#art#robot art#robots#sketch#scetch#dst wormwood#dst wx 78#dst fanart#dst#wxwood#revfinder#revenant apex#pathfinder apex#apex legends
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Respawn give him a musical please I'm begging
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